Cleo's Sister Monster High Novels & Stories

And now I was running far away through my father, he was so clever, now I remember why my father has a lot of witches friends so in case something would happen to him like this. _________ Troy" "times up!" The girl who looked like a monster shouted, my head instantly turned to the hologram where I could see my brother. "Ok fine! you win! leave my brother alone now" I shout and the monster smirk, "tks, you should answer me earlier" I grit my teeth while looking at the hologram, the other creature was already walking away from Razel and they left my brother alone like what we agreed. "now come here soldier" that was what the monster said. There's no choice for me. I need to do what she wants m

So fitting for my unique little girl. As we hit the waiting room, I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised, but all the same, I came out and gasped as I saw everyone in the waiting room waiting for me, our little princess. “Zoey? Remember how I said you would get to meet a real queen?” I said, looking at my sister and watching her roll her eyes at me. “Yeahhh?” She said. “Well, I would like to introduce you to your Aunt Gabriella, my sister. She is the queen of all the supernaturals. Isn’t that cool?” I asked her, leading her to my sister with Sam standing right behind her.

WARD Alpha Cleo and I stare at one another for a long time. There is something that is familiar about her that I just cannot place. Her hazel eyes pierce into mine as she throws her Alpha aura over the room. She is trying to get me to submit but it isn't working. "You know me?" I ask ignoring the aura that has flooded the room. Alpha Cleo reigns in her aura and cocks her head to the side staring at me in curiosity. "I think I know you," she finally says. “Amir here thinks you may be my brother.”

“She might not be opposed to a sister though. Her and Ayla seemed to get along rather well.” The girls had spent the rest of the day together, Cleo following Ayla around the entire village as the older girl told her about the elephants and all the different animals. Cleo had even met Old George and much to my surprise, didn’t hesitate to eat the chicken strips that he turned into. When night had fallen and it was time for bed, Cleo had asked if Ayla could stay over, and now the two were nestled together on her bed, snuggled under the small Dora blanket that Cleo insisted on bringing everywhere.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

"It truly has been too long. I missed you so much." She couldn't fight her smile and she hugged her sister tighter. "I-I've miss-is-ssed you t-too." Despite them being identical twins, they had different personalities. Cleo was definitely more extroverted while Briar was more introverted. She despised these crowds of people gawking at them. Now she was not undercover, she was unfortunately herself -- the shy wallflower twin. Cleo was always the social butterfly, drawing everyone to her like a moth to a flame.

she barks at Elder Harry. Cleo cuts their connection. She sits down at her desk, reminiscing on her childhood. She and Grace had grown up inseparable. Both their parents were witches and used their magic to grow crops to sell in the local marketplace. Cleo had a happy childhood, she was loved and had a tight bond with her sister. Both her and Grace's magic came from the Earth, but the limit of Earth magic also displeased Cleo. When the sisters were twenty-one, they were drawn into the allure of dark magic. Grace was the most powerful of the two. The sisters were consumed with the power for a while, offering their allegiance to the highest bidder. Then Grace met her mate-Luke. Cleo still reme

Cyrus seemed to be happy to see them, and my gaze followed the body his arm was wrapped around. “Who’s that?” I linked Brantley. “No clue,” he responded. Cyrus beamed when he noticed us. “Guys, this is Clayton. He’s the Alpha here and Azalea’s mate. Clay, these are my parents Liza and Hogan White, and this is my little sister Cleo.” “Little sister? I thought the scanner said you don’t have any siblings?” Brantley spoke up. What scanner? “It couldn’t have known about Cleo because she was born in the Nomad World,” Mrs White spoke up.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

My eyes fall on my mother who is witnessing my sister getting naked in front of the monster. And then I realise. The real monster is her. And monsters are evil. They are punished in the tv. I look at her arm that holds me and then at my sister whose cries don't stop. The monster is already hovering over her little body and she is trying her best to push her away. The little soul is fighting. And I won't let her loose. Not today. Without a second thought, I grab my mom's hand and bite it with every ounce of energy I have.